The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 787

Zhao Zhile looked in front of him, his goddess was insulted by a brat, his originally handsome face became distorted, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the murderous aura emanating from his body shocked countless people.

"Bone Curse, now!"

I saw Zhao Zhile raised his middle and middle fingers and put them in front of him, hummed softly, and a drop of scarlet blood dripped down from his palm.

"Zizi..."

The blood fell on the ground like a spider's web, quickly covering the entire garden, and bubbles like brains bulged up, and a few miles around instantly became a blood-colored world.

"This is Sikong Wei's secret technique, the Bone Curse, which can use one's own blood as a contract to mobilize the strongest unjust souls within a thousand miles to fight for it!"

"Oh my god, I heard that this secret technique was used by Zhao Zhile's father a long time ago, and it attracted a half-step god transformation powerhouse ten thousand years ago!"

"In this thousand miles, I heard that there are several tombs of strong people. I don't know if Zhao Zhile will attract the eighth-level infant transformation, or even the ninth-level infant transformation powerhouse. If that is the case, this Fengyuan building will soon become blood ocean!"

"Fuck, what are you waiting for, don't run!"

When the people around saw this scene, they all panicked, their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they quickly ran away in fright.

Soon, the originally dense crowd could not even be seen in an instant. Although Ye Wushuang's beauty was very exciting, but in the face of life and death, his own life was the most important thing.

Ye Xiaofan looked down at the blood under his feet, and couldn't help feeling sick, as if he was born with that disgusting feeling, and he hated this thing very much.

"Zhao Zhile, are you crazy!"

Ye Wushuang frowned tightly, and his blue pupils were solemn.

"Hehe, Ye Wushuang, guess if I'm crazy, as long as you stay with me for one night, I'll let you go, oh, of course, the premise is that the little beast is handed over to me."

"I'm going to peel off the skin of this little beast bit by bit, and then take his little head..."

"Jie Jie..."

Zhao Zhile laughed treacherously, and the sharp laughter echoed throughout the garden.

Under the oppressive atmosphere, the women in Fenglan all fell to the ground in fear, their delicate bodies trembled involuntarily, and wanted to stand up, but they were so frightened that they lost all strength.

"Before, I thought you were a hero, but I didn't expect you to be a beast, a mad beast."

Ye Wushuang was so angry that her delicate body trembled, she bit her red lips, and said angrily.

"You guys, stop him for me, and leave that little bastard to me."

Zhao Zhile signaled the Eighteenth King Kong to do it, and then his own figure escaped into the blood net like rotten water.

"Shhhh..."

The Eighteen King Kong approached in an instant, raised their huge fists, and punched Ye Wushuang without mercy. In their eyes, there was no such thing as a beautiful woman, and there were only orders.

"Bang bang..."

Ye Wushuang exuded the aura of a fifth-level infant transformation, lotus flowers appeared all over her body, and her two white sleeves were like long whips, sweeping around with white true energy, covering herself and Ye Xiaofan, resisting the attack of the Eighteen King Kong.

But in the end, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention one person defending against 18 people. In less than three breaths, Ye Wushuang began to decline. The strength on the white sleeve was dissipated by those fists and became very dim .

(End of this chapter)